Last night in Wolcott I met two
other bicycle tourists who were staying at the hotel. Both were Canadians; one was circumnavigating
Lake Ontario, and the other was returning to Toronto after a loop in the states. We discussed our travels and hockey (of course!). I had hoped to see them this morning, but by the time I
got downstairs at 6:00 AM they had already hit the road.
After leaving the hotel, I got
some gas station coffee and a pastry, and headed out. I hadn’t even warmed up and I was already
into my first climb. I quickly realized that I was riding into a major
topography change as I headed into the Adirondacks. That was the first of many climbs that went
on all day. It was a beautiful morning
that I was thankful for, but I toiled hard on the bike all day, climb after
climb. My thighs were burning!
I finally made it to Osceola and arrived
at the (world famous) Osceola Hotel, where I had hoped to get a room. It is no longer a functioning hotel, just a bar. There were still rooms
upstairs, the owner said, which are used mostly for storage. He said there was a room that I could stay
in, said it was nothing special, and insisted it would be for free. It was another cyclists stay for free
situation. It was perfectly fine,
especially after a long day on the bike.
I met two other cyclists who
were staying there as well. For the day
I rode 78 grueling miles
It doesn't look that hilly, but I took this photo at the top after a steep climb!
The hills and the sunny temperatures made for a very warm day. Here I am peeling off my jacket and leg-warmers.
I hadn't planned on stopping here for the night, but it was late in the day and I was ready to get off the bike. The owner offers cyclists rooms (if available) at no charge.
The tree colors must be vivid by now. I rode the WPT today solo. Encountered my buddy Kevin Riley and had a few beers in Rockford. Big festivities with a beer tent and a band named Moon Ray. They sounded exactly like The Concussions
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